Her unconditional love for her son, despite her own condition, struck a note with many. After The New Paper highlighted the plight of Madam Lily Ng and her son this week, more than 80 readers have flooded our e-mail inbox with offers of help.
AT 5PM every day, Madam Lily Ng, 52, waddles into her son’s room with a small pail of water. She soaks a hand towel in it and wrings it dry beside his bed.